Chapter 173: The Book of Changes
Just when everyone was talking, Dugu had come to the foot of Songshan after several days of hurrying, looking at Songshan looming under the night sky, turning over and dismounting, and walking towards the mountain.
Although it was dark, he could see at night, his steps were like the wind, and he quickly went up halfway up the mountain, and walked forward for a moment, and a majestic temple exuded a solemn aura in the light of the moon.
Seeing the three words "Shaolin Temple", Dugu smiled, he came here again, but in a different time and space, a different world, and a different dynasty.
"I don't know which one is better, Xuan Ci old bald donkey or Fang Zheng old bald donkey? Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, and the sweeping monk must not let me down!"
Dugu looked around, jumped up, jumped on the roof, walked slowly on the house, without a trace of movement, glanced around, walked past the four courtyards, and suddenly saw a plaque under the moonlight with the words "Bodhi Temple" written on it.
Dugu's face showed joy, jumped up, turned into the Bodhi Courtyard, walked directly into the front hall, found that the house was empty, and there was no bronze mirror, immediately did not stop, passed through the front hall of the Bodhi Courtyard, went straight to the backyard, and saw the apse with the door closed.
Gently pushed, found that the door of the house was locked from the inside, frowned, fingertips and sent out an inch of green light, in the crack of the door, click, there seemed to be something on the ground inside, push open the door, the first to enter the eye is three Buddha statues, standing side by side, under the Buddha statue sat six young monks, all stunned looking at him.
The monk on the far left shouted, "Who are you? How dare you come to this important place?"
Dugu Duan glanced at the six people, his index finger moved slightly, and the six Shangyang sword qi came out of his hand.
Thump!
All six fell on the futon. His head had been pierced, and there was a look of horror in his eyes. Apparently they had lost their lives before they knew what was happening.
"It's finally clean!"
Dugu sighed. Looking up, I saw that there was a screen in front of the Buddha statue, and a huge bronze mirror was installed on the screen, which was polished to a crystal light.
stepped forward and took a picture of his figure in the mirror. The bronze mirror is engraved with four verses, and a few oil lamps are lit in front of the Buddha statue. If it is like dew, it is like electricity, and it is regarded as such. ”
Dugu broke the corner of his mouth with a smile, stretched out his right index finger, and pinched the first "one" word on the first line of the first line of the sutra on the mirror, followed by the word "dream" on the second line, the first "such as" word on the third line, and the word "yes" on the fourth line. His fingers did not leave the mirror, only the sound of rolling could be heard, and the bronze mirror had slowly turned up.
A hole is revealed inside. I reached out and touched something, and when I took it out, I saw that it was a small bag of oilcloth.
Open the packet. I saw a thin booklet on yellow paper, with a few zigzag characters written on the cover.
frowned, although I didn't recognize these words. But I also know that this is the Sanskrit version of the 'Yijin Sutra', and turn the first page. I saw that it was full of words, but they were crooked. Again the circle, again the hook.
Immediately threw away the tarpaulin, stuffed the "Yijin Sutra" into his arms, looked at the bronze mirror, raised his thumb, the blue light flashed, and with a bang, the bronze mirror shattered.
Dugu Duan did not hesitate, turned around and stepped out of the Bodhi Temple, just left the courtyard, he heard footsteps in the distance, Dugu stopped his steps, only to see seven or eight monks running quickly, three of them holding torches.
The leading monk looked at Dugu Duan in front of the Bodhi Monastery and shouted, "Who is coming?
Dugu Duan showed a sly smile, didn't speak, and raised his fingers to shoot out several cyan sword qi, those monks were all third-rate realm, but they didn't have time to dodge at all, and watched the sword qi attack.
Thump!
The monks of the temple fell to the ground in an instant, and let out a miserable scream, alarming the monks of Shaolin Temple.
But hearing the sound of footsteps in the southeast, northwest, and northwest of the Bodhi Temple, Dugu did not stop, flew up to the room, raised his head and shouted: "The bald donkeys of Shaolin Temple listen to Lao Tzu, the Yijin Sutra was taken away by your father, you all wash Lao Tzu's neck, and wait for Lao Tzu to cut off your dog's head next time!" As soon as the words fell, his figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness.
"The thief is gone!"
Dozens of monks have come to the front of the Bodhi Temple, hearing Dugu Duan's arrogant words, angry like thunder, one of the old monks flew to the room, wanting to chase Dugu Duan, but found that the enemy had lost his trace.
Suddenly, there was a commotion among the monks, and their eyes all looked at the ground, revealing a look of horror, but seeing that the eight monks had turned into human skins, they exhaled, and the green fire appeared, and they were burned.
"This ......"
The monks looked at each other, and their bodies were cold.
Soon an old-looking monk came to the front of the Bodhi Monastery, followed by nearly a hundred monks, and the dozens of monks before, when they saw the old monk, said in unison: "See the abbot!"
This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Xuan Ci, Ye Erniang's former lover, and Xuzhu's biological father.
Xuan Ci saw the ashes on the ground and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
A monk in the crowd described the scene he had just seen, Xuan Ci's pupils shrank, he squatted down and touched the ashes, he couldn't believe that the body of the Shaolin monk was burned to ashes by the enemy, which was beyond his imagination, there is no such terrifying martial arts in the world, which can turn people into ashes.
Xuan Ci didn't say a word, walked into the Bodhi Monastery with a gloomy face, walked all the way, and soon came to the apse, and saw the broken copper pieces on the ground, as well as six piles of black ash, and already understood that the disciples guarding the Bodhi Monastery were all killed.
An old monk behind Xuan Ci was horrified and said, "Abbot, who did this?
"I don't know, but the person who came is not good, this person's internal strength is extremely deep, you also heard his shout just now, I'm afraid he will come back. ”
Xuan Ci's eyes flickered, and he turned around and said loudly: "All the monks immediately search the monastery, and if they encounter a situation, they will immediately send a signal, and they must not fight the enemy." ”
The monks hurriedly rushed out of the Bodhi Monastery and began to thoroughly investigate the Shaolin Temple, searching for the incoming enemy.
Soon there were only three old monks left in the hall, in addition to the abbot Xuan Ci, there was also the first Xuan Xuan of the Dharma Academy, and the first Xuan Shan of the Discipline Academy.
Xuan Ci's face was gloomy, and he said in a low voice: "Two junior brothers, what strange characters have appeared in the rivers and lakes recently?"
The two old monks shook their heads, at this time, the matter of Dugu was announced by the Great Righteous Helmsman in Luoyang, but for half a day, Shaolin Temple had not received the message, otherwise they would have understood everything.
Xuan Ci sighed and said, "Let's go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to guard immediately, the Yijin Sutra has been lost, and the classics of the Zangjing Pavilion cannot be lost!"
Xuan Yan and Xuan Lin nodded, and followed Xuan Ci towards the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, with teams of Shaolin disciples along the way. The three old monks were silent, and soon came to the door of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Xuan Ci gently pushed open the wooden door, and the three of them walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, searched from the first floor to the third floor, and found that there was nothing unusual, and they were all relieved.
Immediately sat down on the futon on the third floor, hid in the dark, and prepared to wait for the rabbit.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps downstairs, and the three old monks were startled, and hurriedly stood up, secretly on guard, but saw a light appear on the stairs, and a thin monk in a green robe, holding a candle in his hand, walked up.
The monk was quite old, and his sparse beard was already white.
The three senior monks of the Xuanzi generation breathed a sigh of relief, and the old monk came upstairs, saw Xuanci, bowed slightly, and said softly: "See the abbot!"
Xuan Ci nodded and said flatly: "It's okay here, you can go back!"
The old monk in the green robe didn't say a word, and walked down the stairs silently, and Xuan Ci advised: "There is an enemy in Shaolin Temple, you don't know martial arts, hurry back to your residence, don't move around at will." ”
The blue-robed old monk paused for a moment, nodded slowly, and walked down the stairs, the footsteps gradually faded away, as if he had left.
Xuan Ci and the three of them sat back on the futon, looking at the moonlight outside the window, Xuan Nan frowned, and suddenly said loudly: "Senior brother, I think of someone!"
Xuan Ci and Xuan Lin were taken aback, and Xuan Lin hurriedly asked, "Senior Brother Xuan Nan knows who the enemy is?"
Xuan Nan shook his head and said in a low voice: "I don't know, it's just that there is indeed a young man with strong martial arts in the rivers and lakes recently, with his martial arts, it is not difficult to come to Shaolin Temple to steal scriptures, but I don't know if he will turn people into ashes." ”
Xuan Ci said in a deep voice: "Who is he?"
"Dugu Break!"
Xuan Nan slowly spit out three words.
Xuan Ci and Xuan Lin were stunned for a moment, and Xuan Lin exclaimed: "Are you talking about Dugu Duduan, who retreated 300,000 Liao troops under Waqiao Pass?"
"Exactly!"
Xuan Nan nodded.
Xuan Ci showed a glimmer of light in his eyes, and frowned: "I have heard of this person, but he is a concubine of the Liao Kingdom, and he is not a big traitor, and he has no festivals with my Shaolin Temple, if it is really him who stole the Yijin Sutra, how does he know the secret of the Bodhi Academy?"
Xuan Nan sighed lightly: "I also guess, I hope it is not him, otherwise the Shaolin Temple will be in trouble!"
Xuan Ci frowned and did not speak. Xuan Lin said unconvinced: "Senior brother, why do you say this, even if Dugu is strong in martial arts, he is not the opponent of our Shaolin monks!"
Xuan Nan shook his head and sighed: "I'm not talking about his martial arts, but his identity, he is a concubine of the Liao State, holding military power, and I heard that he is also the son-in-law of the Duan family in Dali, according to his identity as a concubine of the two countries, even our emperor does not dare to do anything to him." Our Shaolin Temple is a leader in martial arts, if you kill him and trigger a great war between Song and Liao, it will be a sinner through the ages. ”
Xuan Lin said angrily: "If it is true that he stole the Yijin Sutra and killed our monks, we will watch and be indifferent, so what kind of face does the Shaolin Sect have to stand in the rivers and lakes." ”
Xuan Nan smiled: "Of course not, although we don't kill him, we can imprison him." ”
Xuan Lonely was indignant, and wanted to speak, but Xuan Ci interrupted and said: "Don't quarrel between the two junior brothers, now everything is just speculation, the enemy may not be Dugu Duduan, I heard that his swordsmanship is extremely high, and his fist and foot skills are not weak, but I have never heard that he can burn people to ashes, so everything still needs to be investigated." ”
Xuan Yan and Xuan Xiao nodded, and the three high monks suddenly fell silent. No one noticed that a cyan figure had disappeared from the roof of the Scripture Pavilion. (To be continued......)